Lyrics:
Jay-Z niggas know they can't tame me
How could you play me
Huh
Real gangster bitch can't be no lady
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
But how could you blame me
Woo
got an IG
Bring her to my section, one shot turn to three
In 40/40 S/O to Jay-Z
I was raised by the OG's
Ima different breed, all the bitches peep
Naw
in that Mike shit
Always trying to bite shit
Do you even write shit
Ghetto rich like Jay Z
Hold up
Ghetto rich like Jay Z
Public school made me
Obama
feelin' kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And a Jay-Z song was on
And a Jay-Z song was
I'd take 'em right back, to see Martin Luther's dream
I'd dream that I could tell Martin Luther we made it
But half of my black brothers are still
here
To give y’all the truth
Jay Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain’t calling me! Jay
Z, call me! Aye, bruh, I
Know you got killers
Please don’t send them
got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain
Jay-Z taught me money ain't
And I got the Get Fresh Crew
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)
[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)
[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love 'em all, but none of y'all
Is
going on, no more head assery
Goals to obtain look like the path to a Jay-Z, Quincy Jones, Jay Elec, a Ye,
Or a Master P
What they have in common at this
nikt nie wie gdzie jestem
Analizuję wtedy wszystko
Bo życie jest testem
Który zdam, bo robię comeback, nie jak Jay-Z
Tylko wujek Fester
Lubię sobie
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
You can love me or hate me, Jay-Z
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
Roc-a-Fella
or hate me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down"
Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday
the jays and the nikes but you see im daddy Z im Daddy Zemus (yeah)
My day 1 niggas dont rap no more... whole crew fell off no choice had to go solo...
Got
Brooklyn! [Repeat: x4]
Brooklyn!
We go hard! [Repeat: x2]
[Chorus: Santogold]
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard! [Repeat: x8]
[Jay-Z]
This
less
While you sleep sleep sleep
I'm inna Benz going beep beep beep
Got your girl sayin' yo who he
So let's ride to Rockland's party
[Jay-Z
w L.A. (co by było)
Byłbym kimś jak kiedyś Rejent teraz player
Różne wizje po blantach i browarach
A każdą z tych wizji uwieczniam jak aparat
Oto
We arose, let's go
So fresh so clean" like 'Kast
Jay-Z be poppin' tags
Leavin' the mall with heavy bags
You know the boy got a love for the cash
a play back
Momma said I was too smart alway had a witty come back
Wake up thinking bout a platinum plaque
I'm the next Quincy jones I'm next Jay z
clone
and I'm feelin' kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous,
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And the Jay-Z song was on
And the Jay-Z
Blowin' on dat Blue Dream, u need some new weed
J.A.I. B.L.I.Z.Z. let me introduce me
(Show 'em you da truth G)
These haters better proofread
I don't kill
At night is when I day dream the most by far
With no visions of my future
The shit's pitched all black
The Devil's sending text messages
And it's
The Next Kanye Sitting On The Top
I Wanna Find Me A Beyonce
Jay-Z Got It Locked
Yea I Know Im Wishing Heavy, But Whos Weighing In?
You Can Say That You
Meet them at the Bodegas, noon Friday
You get the buy money then
Oh and chico, if anything happens to the buy money
Eh, pobrecito
Jay-Z's gonna stick
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